Behold the world’s redeeming light
Bursts on th’enraptured sages’ sight!
Children of faith they rise―they find
The hope and Savior of mankind.
They bless the meek and lowly Child,
Th’incarnate Lord, the Monarch mild;
And at His feet their treasures pour,
And with their hearts their king adore.
O heavenly Lord! O heavenly light!
Star of expiring nature’s night!
What wonders in Thy love we trace!
What power divine! what glorious grace!
Hail Star of Bethlehem! Morning Star!
Arise again and shine afar,
Till every tribe―till every land
Raise unto Thee the suppliant hand.